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i am in love with high far-seeing places
though i am little as all little things
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
i am a woman
shades of night were falling fast
at midnight
when i returned at sunset
what spiteful chance steals unawares
there is a city, builded by no hand
come down at dawn from windless hills
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
and with the humming bird
desolate and lone
but alas, just dreams

 



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